She ran her hand on her neck onto her tits and squeezed her nipple, which was so erotic.She then pulled her skirt up, got off my dick, and a huge load...of white cum popped out. It was dripping from her pussy. She turned to me, lifted her skirt, spread her legs and asked me to record what she was about to do next. I took a few snaps and then started recording.She put her fingers into the cum drenched pussy and started licking her fingers. She even took her hand above her face and waited for the. "I'll ask you a question and then you get to ask me one," said Mitch."How do I know if I can trust you?" asked Kris."I could ask the same question," the policeman countered."OK, fair enough," said Kris. "How will I know if I'm getting myself into trouble by answering your questions?" You'll know when I advise you of your legal rights," said Mitch."Don't I already have them?" asked Kris."Of course you do," said Mitch. "I'm just not required to tell you what they are yet." That sounds pretty. "Don't either of you wear panties any more?" We could get some thongs at the mall if you prefer, Mr. Long." Betsy settled beside me and laid her hand on top of IT. Her skirt was still around her waist and Marcie was walking her fingers up Betsy's thigh so slowly that I knew we would crash before she got there because I wouldn't be able to tear my eyes away until she hit pay dirt. Actually, there was little chance I could do it then."Please, girls. You know I love it, but you're killing me.. She thought a bit harder. Oh! Why would she need togive up her brain for her boobies when she could just do what all theother girls do!"I'll just get a boob job!" she said. "A lot of guys like big fakeboobies. I'll just do that!" It was so obvious. The Doctor was thedummies!How could she not even know about boob jobs.She was very pleased with herself for out-thinking everyone else, but thedoctor was shaking her head sadly."I'm very sorry Miss Cresswell, but that is not an option. The.